please tell me why the fuck i'm surrounded by people clapping because the plane touched down safely?

like why is that a thing? do you clap when you get a taxi or uber and they safely drop you off to where you want to go? no, don't think you do so tell me why is it you clap when a plane lands? 1 in 16 million flights lead to a fatal crash whereas, 1 in 114 car crashes lead to death. so please, stop clapping when the plane lands it's so fucking annoying.

"its time to go Billie" my mother said making me groan

yes i want to get out of this plane but the idea of actually having to get up and walk is just too much effort

so here i was walking through Heathrow Airport trying my best to not be seen yet again. Luckily our bags didn't take to long to show up on the conveyor because I honestly can't stand being held here for much longer

"BILLIE BILLIEEE BILLIEEE" I heard shrieks and screams behind me

Fuck.

I'm not going to ignore them, they are literally the reason as to why I am doing what i'm doing. I wouldn't be living the same life if I didn't have my fans.

"hi babies" i smiled turning around opening my arms out for the three of them to crash into them

"i'm literally shaking oh my god" one cried

"hey look at me it's okay, you're okay i love you" i said grabbing her face

We took photos together and had a small chat before they had to leave and so did I.

"we have a car waiting" Finneas said walking along with me dragging our suitcases behind

Waiting for us was our car and I love it when they have blackout windows so I don't feel like I'm being followed.

"so.. what's the plan?" I asked

"well we have just over an hours drive to our house for the next six months then at four we are meeting Robyn"

"aight i'm sleeping"